Luyện nghe bài hát Cool 3 Be Southern

We make it to be southern
We it cool to be southern
We make it cool to be
We make it cool to be

(Verse 1:)
I'm straight up off my grandmama porch
Hollywood neva, I the southernized approach
green pockets but I southern fried the flow
Candied yam with some cornbread to throw
jar drank shit, keep the dank lit
We whips old schools like my paw-paw
You get
Now which motherfuckers said that we pimp?
I hit ditches like switches, the paint flip
I can't be
The heart of king in the 1980's
For real, you never see a nigga like me
Debonair, never scared, Astaire when I carry a cadence
Refrain for lame, ho
I got a surefire way to the game what it came for
A third coast nigga still bustin, frontin' motherfucker

We make it cool to be
I'm talking about the dirty south, with the grills in mouth
We make it to be southern
Everybody wanna nowadays, but don't nobody wanna get paid
We make it cool to be
Get if you wanna, crackin' seals, blowin' some mari-j-uana
We it cool to be southern
Return of 4eva all day, them country people what I say
We make it to be southern

(Verse 2:)
Let me take you down this road
Country flow, country foe, country
on the Caddy, type savvy
My paper never fade, I got 'em from my grand daddy
Old school, so
The type of fresh that you can through
Or you can cut it with a butter
And spread it on the of a dame for some change
But only if you cut it right
Off top my drop, chop, no cops, drink pop
Lord knows I ain't it with my
Green lit, grip, bad bitch on my tip
And when she me, lord knows she don't mean it
I this way since I was knee high
To a grasshopper gettin' in my Levis
I my jeans, Pine-Sol clean
Bird's eye view with my frame on

(Hook)

Get down, get down, get down it
I'm talking about the dirty south, folks with the grills in
I make it cool to be
Return to 4eva all day, them country people what I say

(Hook)